Friday, 5pm. Taxis, buses, motorbikes and cars are speeding up, carrying the freshly freed-of-work-for-the-weekend workers to their next destination. The arms of their lovers, the loving warmth of their family home, a fresh beer. Here I stand, staring at the beautiful Plaza de Cibelles and its "Refugees welcome" banner by the side of which people are sipping on martinis on a rooftop. Europe is a welcoming place, Spain is a welcoming place, Madrid is a welcoming place : Only just arrived and already feeling at home.